With a face, like that, you won't need enemies Your beauty in it's way, is a curse There's a saying I've heard about vanity I'm sure, you've heard it all before
What measure of truth Matches the size of a lie In how many inches of water Can you drown? If fate, was a certainty You'd be dealt a mortal blow No wonder, you've learnt to make your own
And with a tongue, like that, you won't need friends It's best that you just entertain yourself I'll just leave you to enjoy your riches Oh there's, too much sulphur in this air
What measure of truth Matches the size of a lie In how many inches of water Can you drown? If fate, was a certainty You'd be dealt a mortal blow No wonder, you've learnt to make your own